Years of the Republic of China 1913

"Where is Tao Deyao's 31st Regiment now?" Fang Zida, who was at the Eighth Division's headquarters, looked at the map at the table and asked without looking back.

"The striker is expected to arrive in Qingpu, and the specific situation needs to be confirmed." Wang Xiaozhen replied casually, feeling really disapproving.I don't know what happened to Fang Zida, the "imperial envoy" and "supervisor" sent by the central government. For the sake of the situation in Shanghai, all the senior officers of the Eighth Division gathered in this "war room" which was converted from the division conference room. A busy night.

"Let the telegraph office keep in touch, and notify me as soon as there is any news!" Throwing the red and blue pencils in his hand on the blueprint, Fang Zida turned his head and ordered to the staff at the side, straightening his waist sorely, and then took it. Zhang Huchen wiped his face with a hot towel, which made his tired spirit feel better.

Combat in this era is really troublesome. Although Fang Zida is not a soldier, he has never eaten pork or seen a pig running?Born in the age of information explosion, he still knows how to draw from a gourd.It's a pity that due to the current backwardness of technology, we can't do it in many aspects. Just in terms of troop movement and communication, the strength of a regiment has not arrived from Nanjing to Shanghai for so long. In the game, if you want to know the situation, you have to wait until the troops arrive at the place where there is a telegram to get in touch, so the lag in information is really maddening.

"Brother Zhang Ming, don't be so irritable, come here, drink a glass of water and rest first on such a hot day." The mud bodhisattva Zhao Hengti Master Zhao didn't say anything all night, just sat on the chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. As if everything had nothing to do with him.Until now, he slowly opened his eyes, smiled and persuaded.

Nanjing deserves to be called the "stove". The temperature in Nanjing in early summer is not low. Fang Zida, who has been busy all night, is indeed tired and exhausted. He took the cold water handed by Zhao Hengti and drank it, seeming to suppress the irritable anger in his heart. go down.

"Tao Deyao is very prudent in his work. According to the estimated time, he should arrive in Qingpu. Don't worry, there will be news later." Zhao Hengti said confidently, as if giving Fang Zida a reassurance. Seeing that Fang Zida nodded, He couldn't help but feel amused.This white-faced scholar with few hairs on his mouth is holding a chicken feather and using it as an arrow. Does he think that he can become a general if he wears a military uniform?Is this soldier really that easy to lead?He doesn't even know how calm he is when he encounters major events, but he still wants to win the power of the Eighth Division with himself?

Although he thought so in his heart, on the surface Zhao Hengti still kept his attitude very low. Not only that, but he was also secretly proud.Fang Zida sent Tao Deyao's 31st Regiment to Shanghai. This was great news for Zhao Hengti. Who in the 31th Division didn't know that the 31st Regiment was the confidant of Master Zhao?Tao Deyao's control of Shanghai doesn't mean that Zhao Hengti has control of Shanghai?As for the regiment of the Shanghai Army stationed in Shanghai, the Jiangsu Dudufu's Mansion is no longer worth mentioning in Zhao Hengti's eyes. As soon as the [-]st Regiment arrives, where will the Shanghai Army, which has been battered with the Revolutionary Party, have a place for them?In other words, he, Zhao Hengti, was the real winner in the end.

I was proudly making small calculations, and saw that the staff officer who had just run out for a short time ran back to the war room in a hurry. It turned out that the telegraph office finally contacted the 31st regiment.

"The 31st Regiment Headquarters has arrived in Qingpu? Good! Where is the front line?" Fang Zida put down his teacup and walked to the map, looking for the location with his fingers following the report of the staff officer.

"Immediately send an order to the 31st Regiment! Tell Tao Deyao to speed up. You must arrive at the Manufacturing Bureau by [-]:[-] am...no! Before [-]:[-] am to join the battle!" Fang Zida raised his hand to check the time on his watch, and Fang Zida gave the order without hesitation. After the staff officer turned and left, a smile finally appeared on his face.

"Hehe, it's not too late. As long as the 31st regiment can arrive on time, the manufacturing bureau will be in the hands of our eighth division."

"Yes! I hope that the Manufacturing Bureau can withstand it." Huang Kaiyuan was also a little excited. Everyone knows what it means to have the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau in hand. The news from Shanghai in front is that Chen Qimei's troops are attacking the Manufacturing Bureau fiercely. The battle has been fought all night. Although the Shanghai Army Corps stationed at the Manufacturing Bureau suffered heavy casualties, the Manufacturing Bureau still did not suffer any losses. There is enough ammunition, but it is inevitable to go on like this. In case the defense line is breached, even if the 31st regiment arrives, it will be too late.

"The Manufacturing Bureau will definitely be able to withstand it!" Fang Zida said firmly, but he also knew in his heart that no matter how long it takes, it will be dangerous. Although the Shanghai Army Corps stationed at the Manufacturing Bureau is a whole regiment, the regiment is not full of members. Moreover, excluding the logistics personnel and battalion and company soldiers stationed in other places, the maximum number of troops guarding the manufacturing bureau does not exceed 500. What's more, the manufacturing bureau is now besieged by Chen Qimei's regiments and has become a lone army. The casualties of the soldiers are not small. Once the time drags on for a long time, the morale will inevitably be low, and it will be a foregone conclusion that the manufacturing bureau will be lost.Thinking of this, Fang Zida ordered the staff to send a report to Shanghai immediately, asking the Shanghai Army to continue to stand firm and wait for help. As long as they can hold the manufacturing situation, they will reward [-] Yingyang.

There are still two hours before [-]:[-] in the morning, and the sky in the east is gradually getting brighter. Fang Zida in the war room lost his anxiety after getting the news, and finally sat down with peace of mind.

After a busy night, I realized that I was a little hungry when I relaxed. I asked Zhang Huchen to make some porridge and rice for everyone, and drank two big bowls of salted duck eggs in a row.

"Brother Zhang Ming can do it! Strategize and win thousands of miles." While drinking porridge, Huang Kaiyuan did not forget to flatter him a few times. When the 31st regiment arrived in Shanghai, he, the "old chief" of the 31st regiment, also had a bright face, didn't he?At that time, the Great Shanghai will be in the hands of the Eighth Division. In any case, the benefits of his brigade commander will be indispensable.

Smiling and humbly saying a few words, Fang Zida suddenly saw that Huang Kaiyuan, a flatterer, is actually quite pleasing to the eye sometimes, and couldn't help talking and laughing with him. When everyone in the room was enjoying themselves, suddenly a staff officer came running in a panic, While running, he shouted that something happened, something happened!

"What are you panicking about? What's going on? Did the manufacturing bureau in Shanghai fall?" Everyone's expression changed drastically. Fang Zida stood up abruptly and asked anxiously.

"No...it's not a bureau..." the staff officer said out of breath, panting loudly.Hearing that it was not an accident in the manufacturing bureau, everyone was temporarily relieved, but before they wondered what happened, the staff officer said the following words.

"Zhang...Zhang Xun's troops suddenly captured Xuzhou City, and a company stationed in Xuzhou has been wiped out. Now...now Zhang Xun is sending troops south, heading straight for Nanjing...."

"What!" Everyone couldn't believe their ears when they heard the news. Zhang Xun suddenly occupied Xuzhou?Also waved troops to approach Nanjing?This...how is this possible?The Eighth Division is now directly under the Ministry of Army, doesn't Zhang Xun know?Where did he come from so bold enough to enter Jiangsu to attack the Eighth Division's garrison?Does he want to rebel?

"Nonsense! What is the crime of lying about the military situation? How many heads do you have?" Wang Xiaozhen grabbed the collar of the staff officer in a hurry, and asked with red eyes.One of the companies stationed in Xuzhou was Wang Xiaozhen's old team, and when he heard that his team was wiped out, he immediately panicked.

"Brigade Commander Wang...how dare I lie about the military situation...this...it's true!"

"When did it happen? Tell me! Tell me!"

"Yesterday... yesterday afternoon."

"Why didn't you report it until now?" Wang Xiaozhen was furious and asked sharply.

"I... I just found out..." The staff officer had an innocent face, and Wang Xiaozhen was so angry that he let go of his hands and stomped his feet violently, his face livid.

"Go and find out what's going on right away, hurry up!" Fang Zida was startled by the sudden accident, and hurriedly shouted at the staff officer. After the staff officer left in a hurry, he stood there in a daze, turned around and hurried out run away.

"What's the matter? Zhang Xun? Isn't he from the Second Army? Why did he come to Jiangsu to beat us? This...isn't this flooding the Dragon King Temple? This...what to do..." Hearing this After hearing the news, Huang Kaiyuan panicked and turned around in the room, muttering to himself, while the rest of the people looked at each other, unable to understand what was going on.

In Shanghai, the battle outside the manufacturing bureau was already going on fiercely. Chen Qimei led the troops to attack all night and still failed to break through.During the night, his three regiments took turns to attack more than dozens of times, taking hundreds of lives back and forth, but the manufacturing bureau on the opposite side remained motionless.

"Captain, withdraw...withdraw...the brothers in front suffered too many casualties, and if the fight continues, they will all be paid here." Another charge was fought back, and the company commander who led the army was Chen Qimei's old subordinate. One arm had been broken by a machine gun, and he cried bitterly to Chen Qimei bleeding from half his body.

"Withdraw?" Chen Qimei was dressed in the uniform of the governor general, and looked at the company commander with a sneer at the company commander who was born and died with her back then: "This governor once said that anyone who dares to withdraw will have his head. Isn't the knife fast enough?"

"Captain! It's not that the brothers don't try their best, but the firepower on the other side is too fierce, and it's impossible to continue the attack! Commander, you want to chop off your head, and you have nothing to say, but... this is not the way to fight this battle, you can't fight like this!" The company commander turned pale with fright, and knelt down in front of Chen Qimei, crying and persuading him.

Looking at this loyal old subordinate, Chen Qimei couldn't help tightening the hand holding the knife, but finally relaxed.With a long sigh, he said, "Do you know what it means if you can't win the manufacturing game? Now that the arrow is on the string, you have to attack if you attack, or you have to attack if you don't attack. Only by winning the manufacturing game can the overall situation in Shanghai be determined! I I know that the casualties in this battle are a bit heavy, but the casualties of the Shanghai Army on the opposite side are small? They have only a few hundred people blocking my [-] army all night, and now I am afraid that there are not many people left? Try harder and create a situation It will definitely be captured by our army! Go up! Go up to me! Attack! Continue to attack me! If the soldiers in front die, you should go up as the company commander. If you die, go up behind the battalion commander. , if the head of the regiment is also dead, then the governor will do it himself! Hmph! I don't believe it, is this bone so hard to chew?"

"Captain..."

"Go! Wait until the manufacturing situation is settled, and I'll serve you wine to celebrate!" Chen Qimei said coldly.

"Yes!" Seeing that there was nothing to persuade, the company commander's eyes were gloomy, and he slowly stood up, looking back at the burning battlefield, his body trembling slightly, and suddenly let out a hysterical roar: "Brothers, they can't last long!" !Revolutionary soldiers! Let’s go to Lao Tzu!”

"Come on...!"